Wizard

His white forehead, Gu Pan's pretty eyes, and under the tall bridge of the nose are attractive red lips with a slight curvature.

The pretty face, which was originally a delicate beauty, has now lost its blood color, the desperate and confused eyes have stagnated, and the crimson cheeks have also lost its blood color, only the slightly red lips, as if to tell something.

Cyril, the tauren who held Winnie's head in his arms, dripped tears from his eyes on Winnie's cheeks, and then slowly slipped down, as if two people were crying.

After only a desperate roar, Cyril the tauren stopped making a sound. Instead, he looked at Winnie with gentle eyes, and wiped Winnie’s cheek with his thick fingers, trying to wipe that The coagulated and dried blood stains are wiped off.

But as if afraid of tenderness to Winnie, the tauren Cyril with trembling fingers wiped Winnie’s cheeks, but the more ugly her white cheeks became, the blood stains that had already dried up. On the contrary, it spread, causing Winnie's delicate face to become a little sad.

Jones walked slowly to Cyril the tauren, with sadness in his eyes. "Cyril, don't be like this..."

Slowly stopped the futile wiping, and Cyril the tauren became extremely calm. "My lord, how many years have Winnie and I have been with you?"

"You have been following me for almost a hundred years, and when Little Winnie was brought to me, she was still a little girl with soaring braids," she sat opposite to Cyril the tauren, very embarrassed. Jonas. Fallen into memories. "Almost 30 years, the little girl that year grew up so slowly, became beautiful, became eccentric, became joking, irritated, acted like a baby, could ..."

"She liked to sit behind me and play with my horns..."

"Little Winnie's talent is very good. She became a knight at the age of nine. She was promoted to the great knight at the age of fourteen..."

"She likes to pester me, asking me to tell her stories from the tribe..."

"Because she couldn't beat the follower of the old guy in the association, Little Winnie cried for two days..."

"She said, go back to the tribe with me to take a look and see where I lived when I was a kid..."

"All the young people who have met her love her and will take care of her, but all the love letters given to her have been burned by Little Winnie..."

Jonas and Cyril the tauren sat face to face, both of them stared directly at Winnie's head. Talking to myself, but there is nothing wrong with it.

Dizziness caused by lack of mana. Facing such a strange scene, Raymond felt even more unable to hold on.

Leimen, who winked at Hobson, summoned him, whispered very tiredly. "Hobson, I want to enter meditation to restore mana."

"Master Raymond, don't worry." Hobson, who sat down directly and blocked Raymond behind him, quickly pulled out his long knife and wiped it carefully.

After casting the "Witcher's Eye" spell, let the chip take over the control of the spell. Raymond closed his eyes to enter meditation, but Winnie's confused eyes always flashed in front of him.

Winnie, a young, beautiful, and childish big beauty, although she has not been in contact for a long time, but her hot and implicit relationship with the tauren Cyril makes Raymond's chest seem to be blocked. .

But the tiredness that hits like a tide. In the end, he successfully entered meditation, as if he had entered a deep sleep, Raymond had entered the deepest level of meditation in such a harsh environment.

The body seems to be plunged into nothingness. The energy particles swarming around were attracted into Raymond's body. While quickly making up for Raymond's mana deficit, they were also moisturizing his body, improving his system, and strengthening his genes.

And in the circumstances that Leimen didn't know, the prokaryotic cells of the spores gathered in his chest changed slightly when these energy particles entered his body.

The prokaryotic cell without a nucleus was slowly squirming, and the gene chains belonging to the male and female spores began to merge quickly, slowly causing a slight mutation in the genes of this strange plant.

I don't know how long it took until the feeling of abnormally full body appeared, which made Raymond wake up.

Hobson, who was wiping the long knife, was still the last meticulous expression in his memory. The wiping cloth he held in his hand slowly moved on the knife. Under the lighting of the spell, the entire knife shone. With a chilling cold light.

As for Jonas and Cyril the tauren sitting face to face, they didn't speak any more. The two of them seemed to be petrified, their eyes gathered on Winnie's head in front of them, and their expressions were strangely confused.

Quickly retrieved the video data recorded by the chip, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Raymond learned that almost thirty hours have passed since he entered the meditation.

Astonished, Raymond hurriedly asked the chip to sort out the previously recorded video, and soon the chip's statistics appeared in Raymond's sight.

Cyril, the tauren sitting face to face, spoke for five hours before finally closing his mouth.

And Jones talked about it for nearly seven hours before finally stopping.

For the rest of the time, the two sat there face to face, staring at Winnie's head in a daze.

It's just that during this period of time, Jones had checked Winnie's rucksack and ate two activated red fruits to resist the stubborn diseases in his body.

He couldn't help but bet on Winnie's rucksack, which had been soaked in blood and turned into a dark brown rucksack. According to the analysis of the chip, there should be no more than five activated red fruits in it.

"Master Raymond, are you awake?" Jones, who was still motionless, suddenly spoke. "How is the recovery?"

"Not bad, the effect of meditation is better than outside."

"There should be at least forty undead outside. What do you think about getting out of trouble?" Jones, whose voice was hoarse and low, and his back squatted, suddenly brought a kind of vicissitudes to Raymond. Feeling.

The frowned Raymond thought carefully about the vocabulary and answered carefully. "There is no way yet."

With a long sigh, Jonas, who stood up suddenly, slowly came to Raymond's face, sat down and looked directly at Raymond's eyes, saying word by word. "If I can't leave here within three days, I will definitely die!" To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (.) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.